"Shoot!" Lance turned abruptly and said in an instant, not even giving Giselle time to breathe. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everything was because of the unexpected discovery just now, and Lance needed to verify it. Originally, Lance just wanted to guide Giselle to divert her attention and focus on herself as a rival playmate, and then step by step guide her to get rid of the habit of looking for the camera indicators, and those harsh words were just to keep Giselle focused. However, after the words were spoken, Lance was surprised to notice a subtle change in Giselle's eyes, far beyond his expectations - a perfect fit for Angarad's screen image.

The character of Angalad does not have much depth, and Lance is relatively one-linted when writing the script: yearning for freedom, desperate for freedom. That's all. Angalad was the first to take the lead in responding to Ferrosa and persuaded several other friends to run away together, so to speak, she is the leader of the group and their spiritual support. For Angalad, she could feel this responsibility, but it was not clear enough - after all, she had been imprisoned by the immortal old Joe for too long, and she had detached herself from reality, so, in her mind, embracing freedom meant everything, and she even sacrificed herself like a moth to a fire for this dream.

Just now, Lance found this trace of firmness in Giselle.

On the one hand, Angalad fears the unknown and dangers of the outside world, but on the other hand, he is determined to follow in the footsteps of Ferrosa; On the one hand, Angalad was helpless, but on the other hand, he bravely stood up for his dreams; On the one hand, Angalad is like a silk grass, alert to all the unknown, and on the other hand, smart enough to recognize any obstacle that prevents her from embracing freedom.

This is the essence of the first encounter between Angalad and Max, who is the threat, the unknown, the ticking time bomb, and maybe even the pursuer sent by the undead old Joe. Therefore, Angalad is full of uneasiness and fear, but his inner determination has never wavered, and the collision of sparks is a dark line hidden in the script, which buys the foreshadowing for Max to win the trust of Angalad, Ferrosa and others, and then plumps up the personality of Max's character.

In the previous life, Angalad did not have this contradiction, and Rosie's performance only showed the quality of vigilance. This time, Lance originally planned to give up this dark line, in the scene where Angalad and Max met, Angalad did not have any lines, and could only rely entirely on his eyes to show his inner drama, which was indeed extraordinarily difficult. Lance's choice of Giselle is tantamount to giving up acting, and things can't have it both ways.

However, Lance unexpectedly discovered the possibility in Giselle, who and Angalad had a lot in common. As a model, Giselle starring in a movie was an adventure in itself and could even have a negative impact on her modeling career, but she did not hesitate to go down this path. At the same time, Giselle's pressure may come from many sources, but part of it must come from her desire to act, to truly fit into the film as a whole, and not just as a gimmick outside the work.

So, Lance was going to give it a try. It doesn't matter if he fails, he didn't have any hope anyway. You don't need Giselle to perform, you just need Giselle to insist on herself and show her inner emotions, which is enough, if she puts herself into the performance, she is prone to bad things, her expression is wooden, her limbs are stiff, and her eyes are dull, which is really bad. Lance didn't pause and went straight to the shoot, and that's why he struck while the iron was hot.

Giselle only felt that her whole body was cold, and the feeling of falling into the abyss could not suppress her body trembling slightly, and she walked back to her place in fear, Emma, Miranda and others also came over, Emma only had time to shake Giselle's arm, and then heard Lance shout, "Field! ”

Giselle glanced at Emma in a panic, but her eyes didn't fall into place, she just swept it subconsciously, and then raised her head to look at ...... Max. The distance between the two men was a third of a basketball court, but she could still clearly feel the eyes, like those of a cheetah, aimed at the prey, and the smell of blood hidden between the teeth wafted along the breeze, and the dangerous aura made all the hairs on her body stand on end.

"Let's shoot!" The voice of the field reporter exploded in Giselle's ears, and she only had time to shake her hand, and then she felt that she had picked up the water pipe in her hand at some point, and her eyes were busy staggering back and forth between the water pipe and Max, and there was a strong threat in her sharp eyes, so that she couldn't move at all, and then she followed Max's eyes, and her eyes fell on Ferrosa.

"Water!" Max pointed his pistol at Ferrosa, his voice gruff as if grit stirring.

Ferosa frowned slightly, looked at her, and nodded slightly. This made her involuntarily turn her head again and look at Max, a little hesitant in her steps.

She knew she was a model, a vase in everyone's eyes, and she had been rolling in the fashion industry for almost a decade, how could she not know that even if she appeared in the movie, people took it for granted that she would be a beautiful sight in the movie - everyone coveted her beautiful body curves. But only she knows that she is not here to play the ticket.

At first, she just wanted to try and experience what life Leonardo was experiencing, and she was curious about what it would be like to be an actress; Moreover, she also knows that models eat youth, and she wants to see if there are any potential possibilities for other developments in the future. But after entering the crew of "Mad Max 4: Fury Road", it was as if a door to a whole new world had opened in front of her eyes.

Everyone is concentrating on figuring out a role, not to mention the actors, even standing behind the camera requires a deep understanding of the film, she doesn't know what the other crews are like, but she can deeply feel that Lance has given the whole crew a soul, a fresh and vivid soul. She wanted to be one of them, and she wanted to be one of them more than ever.

Not for Leonardo, not for the news media, not for the future, just for himself, for Angalad, for the show.

So, she won't back down, absolutely not. Even if Lance gave an ultimatum - no, it was because Lance gave an ultimatum that she should seize this last chance to truly become a member of the crew. What's more, she also has the fate of several other models on her shoulders, and she no longer has time to think about how true or false Lance's words just now, forward, she must move forward.

"Step." She took the first step, her steps were so heavy that she could even clearly feel the vibration of the dust gently flying, but the blue eyes in her sight were still full of irritability, rage and coldness, as if she were just a prey, the prey that provided water, as soon as she got closer, maybe he would jump up and bite her throat directly.

But, she won't back down.

"Step." She took a second step, her irritable mood precipitated, even she didn't realize it, her left hand and right hand were clenched into fists, her steps were light but firm to move forward, with the shortening of the distance, her breathing seemed to return to normal, like butterfly wings, her eyes looked at him intently, and quietly began to look for his loopholes, she couldn't just defend, she had to fight back, so, how should she fight back?

It wasn't her goal to be captured, she had worked so hard to escape from the imprisonment of the immortal old Joe, but not to be imprisoned by another man again, not to mention, she wouldn't forget the sisters standing behind her, the youngest of whom was not yet an adult.

In a trance, she was Giselle, she was Angalad, she was an actress, she was a mother, she was a model, she was a slave, that blurred line had completely disappeared, she didn't even realize the change in herself, and the turbulent thoughts in her mind pierced the man in front of her through her gaze firmly and stubbornly.

The footsteps stopped right in front of him, the muzzle of the gun pointed at her head.

But she didn't have the slightest fear, her body began to tremble slightly because of the extreme excitement and extreme calmness, and her sight revealed a decisive killing decision, as if she would die with the other party in the next second, and the powerful aura under her eyes made her heart palpitate under the dazzling sun, as if even the dust in the sky was eclipsed.

The man's eyes widened in alarm, and the muzzle of the gun directly stretched forward an inch, and the black muzzle of the gun was almost about to break the bridge of her nose, but she still did not waver, and from behind her came Ferrosa's frightened voice, "Angarad!" This distracted her for a moment, and then the man strode forward and snatched the hose directly from her, his unfathomable eyes suddenly enlarged, and the devouring light came to her face with teeth and claws.

For a moment, she held her breath, but she still didn't retreat.

He took a small half step back, a greedy glare in his eyes, and waved his pistol to signal her to turn. But she remained motionless, and the imminent tension caused the women behind her to cry out in panic, and then they heard Cheetos' shout, "Anga Ade! "There was worry in earnestness, despair in urgency, and even the soul trembled slightly.

She paused, then slowly, slowly turned her back to the other party, but her eyes still flashed with reluctance—she had just missed the opportunity, so she raised her head and looked at Ferosa, and secretly exchanged glances, as if to say: I blocked his view, good opportunity.

Indeed, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! (To be continued.) )